Just a quick post to say something for posterity rather than to write about the week. Today our little baby turned 11 - so grown up! As we feel asleep last night Glenn commented on how quickly we’ve got to this point - was it only 11 years ago we embarked on this amazing journey with our funny, special, determined, independent little girl? Seems like forever and no time at all.
After a lovely day (I had the day off) I picked up the kids from school with one of Abi’s friends Freya and we went to Izzy’s friend Amber’s to play with the Shetland ponies before going for pizza. The kids were shattered when we got back so headed straight for bed. About half an hour later abi called me and said she’d like to read me the poem she’d just written about the journey home. Here it is - I love it:
Bright lights, bright lights
Racing through the bulb
Bright lights, bright lights
Pushing out the darkness
Bright lights, bright lights
Oozing through the headlights
Seeping into view
Bright lights, bright lights
Dancing as they flow
Bright lights, bright lights
Whispering softly to the night
Bright lights, bright lights
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